long summer days

Read Red, White & Royal Blue this weekend and some thoughts: ( some spoilers )

Next up: The Down Goes Brown Guide to the NHL -- some non-fiction for a change! I'm torn between being lost in hockey feelings due to the Blues having won the Cup and their subsequent ridiculously drunk victory parade, and hating the toxicity of hockey fandom/culture specifically. God, it's really just the worst. And yet I can't wait for the awards and draft and next season, with hope for the Canes. Smh.

Today is also Father's Day, which along with Mother's Day, always gets me into those complicated feelings. I have far from the worst parents ever and I have so much to be grateful for in how they raised me and what they've done for me. but I am also self-aware about the kind of relationship we have now (that I have actively chosen), which is due in part to the choices they made and the relationship we had when I was younger. All the public professions each year make me have to remind myself that it is okay to have a complicated relationship with my parents and to both love and resent them simultaneously. (...and that I don't owe anyone an explanation of that.)

It has been a moody day, but got to talk to M a bit about how we wish we lived in the same city. Chicago can be maybe a future goal...